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Smithereens
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Rock
Smithereens was released on November 15, 2024 by Solar Bear Records as a part of the album Ramshackle
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Release DateNovember 15, 2024
LabelSolar Bear Records
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM127

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Prescott Richardson
Carl Prescott Richardson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Turn the lights down low
Barricade the doors
Night is cold when you’re not welcome in anymore
Had me wrapped around your finger
Caught up in your dread
When all you wanted was the voice inside my head
Ate up all my time
Never gave it back
Threw down your line and hurled yourself right into the black
Still your melody it lingers
Knocking on the wall
When all you wanted was a chain and a wrecking ball
It’s only five white lies you murmured as you fled the scene
I got a six string killer she murders like a guillotine
They’re moving ten tonne towers faster than you’ve ever seen
And when the hounds come round you know they’re gonna pick you clean
Well look at you, you’ve blown it all to smithereens
Things have fallen short
Of where we wanted them to be
When all the lines are caught
Busy swimming in eternity
Now the moon don’t move like she was moving way back when
But I like to dip in to the darkness now and then
It’s only five white lies you murmured as you fled the scene
I got a six string killer she murders like a guillotine
They’re moving ten tonne towers faster than you’ve ever seen
And when the hounds come round you know they’re gonna pick you clean
Well look at you, you’ve blown it all to smithereens
It’s only five white lies you murmured as you fled the scene
I got a six string killer she murders like a guillotine
They’re moving ten tonne towers faster than you’ve ever seen
And when the hounds come round you know they’re gonna pick you clean
It’s only five white lies you murmured as you fled the scene
I got a six string killer she murders like a guillotine
They’re moving ten tonne towers faster than you’ve ever seen
And when the hounds come round you know they’re gonna pick you clean
Well look at you, you’ve blown it all to smithereens
Written by: Carl Prescott Richardson
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